This evening I jumped on my blog dashboard to do some
maintenance and before long I found myself scrolling through the journal
entries I’ve published for the world, reflecting on the time that’s passed and
the healing that each one provided. As I did this I stumbled upon my blog post
‘An Open Letter About Our Journey to Parenthood' and was taken aback when I saw
that the date I originally posted it was one year ago from today. That entry was one of the scariest
things I’ve ever written, but as I look back over the year I’m so overwhelmed by
not only the response from friends near and strangers afar – but also the
healing that its allowed me as it was the first step in opening my
world and allowing God to break down my fears and insecurities and embrace the
community He had waiting for me in this season.

I also realized that so much has changed in a year, not just
emotionally and spiritually, but physically and logistically as well. So for
those of you who have followed Justin and my journey to parenthood, this is
what we’ve been up to :)

9/11/16

In the last year I've had multiple people mention that following my grief series after-the-fact has proven difficult because the filter archives it in reverse chronological order, making the most recent filter through first, rather than starting with the first actual post.

So here's the entire collection in reading order. Praying for those of you who are facing grief and loss in whichever way that has looked like for you personally, and am praying also that these posts may give you comfort in some small way.

4/19/16

Over the last year and a half I've read a lot of posts that are titled somewhere in the realm of "Things not to say to someone after a miscarriage" "...someone with infertility", etc. I've often wanted to find one to repost or to share in the hopes that friends and family would read it and be able to experience a different perspective; but the one thing that struck me was how so often the first hand accounts that I'd find were so unbelievably bitter and discouraging to read. I found myself constantly wondering "what do people think they could possibly say after reading this?"